I was always one to hide behind curtains
One afraid of the uncertains
In my own home I'm not comfortable, I have no where to go though
Anxious when buying clothes
oh how am I gonna look in those
Even walking to school
****, talking to me
all you would've seen was a fool
A faker tryna be cool
On the outside I played it pretty cool
But on the in you could have never guessed how much trouble I was really In
Well where do I begin
How do I tell you that I hate my self
How do I explain to you that I was the item collecting dust on the shelf
Seen by no one not even even the owner himself
Invisible all together miserable
Playing tricks on my self in my own mind on my own time
Would always think that I was getting my **** together
But was always blind sided by bad weather or my own mind
How does that rhyme
But I guess I didn't know that I was lying to myself and everyone else  hard procrastinator self destructive manipulator
I don't know why I hate my self I can't seem to figure it out
I want to be better
I want to be free
Over all I just want to be me
But I don't even who that is no more I'm so lost off the path I don't think i can get back
I should try,
To not, I can't think of a reason why
But instead I'm covered by the same gloom that seems to loom over us all making us all just want to fall and not get up
But please just listen to me if you've ever felt like this put your head up